Nine days in a row of constant rain. I feel like we're going to wash away here in the piney woods of east Texas. For sure my evil sister's car is. Distributed by Tubemogul.
I don't get it. My sister won't do a lick of yard or housework at our house but she'll set to work burning up the neighbors' yard trash when they move out. Music courtesy Kevin MacLeod. Distributed by Tubemogul.
Monday I'm getting all my teeth pulled out so this weekend will be my last ever weekend of jawbreakers. Music courtesy Kevin MacLeod at Incompetech.com. Distributed by Tubemogul.
A song about critters large and small in the piney woods of east Texas. Written and performed by JimmerSD who can be reached at http://www.youtube.com/user/JimmerSD Distributed by Tubemogul.
Momma talks about grandma's chicken neck-wringing days while frying up a skillet of the bird herself. An east Texas piney woods moment. Distributed by Tubemogul.
Beth invokes an all too familiar mantra with its promise that this time, coming home from the funny farm, things will unfold differently. An episode in my Mean To My Sister series. Distributed by Tubemogul.
Fresh off the bus from the nuthouse with a full bag of post-rehab store-bought drugs in her sweaty hands, Beth declares herself "fully recovered" and ready to get high again off of her momma's pension money. Distributed by Tubemogul.
Commonlaw husband Steve decides to save lawyer money by defending himself in his divorce with Beth. This is Month 8 of Beth's trailerpark divorce. An episode of my Beth In Crises series. Distributed by Tubemogul.
My sister Beth can't seem to unravel the mystery of how to get the government school grant money without having to actually go to school. There's always that catch. An episode of my Beth In Crises series. Distributed by Tubemogul.
Our long-time resident house ghost takes matters into his own hands and gives ill-mannered Bethzilla a butt whoopin' in her locked bedroom. An episode in my House of Horrors series. Distributed by Tubemogul.
After the daily 4 A.M. "Who Took My Drugs!?" screamfest, my mom and sister settle in for the perpetual Contest For The Car Keys. An episode of my Our Little House of Horrors series. Music courtesy Philly HYPE. See more music from Philly HYPE at http://www.myspace.com/phillyshype Distributed by Tubemogul.
A spoken word rendition of my poem about noise. Save Me Daytime's Noisy Trappings by Jolie Blond (that's me) 05/11/04 This I love with all my heart: the quietude of midnight's start, and salient mercies of that kind when noisy days begin unwind into the slumbers of the mind, and rhythmic softness I can find from evenings' whispered self design. And this I hate with sonorous rage: the clangorous noise that fill the days with blunderbuss and yak yak yakking, metallic din and all that nascent racket with engine roars and diesels clacking, with TV's ceaseless soundtracks' clapping--- oh, save me daytime's noisy trappings. Distributed by Tubemogul.
The question has come up at our little Casa De Daily Hillbilly Horrors: who is more retarded? It's a question that may have no answer. An episode of my Rednecks In Crisis series. Music courtesy Kevin MacLeod. Distributed by Tubemogul.
Every day I look to the heavens for salvation while my mom and sister make pig-squeeling sounds at each other from wherever they're lying in different parts of the house. An episode in my Hallmarks of Redneckedness series. Music courtesy Jason Shaw at Audionautix.com Distributed by Tubemogul.
The court orders my sister's estranged commonlaw husband to leave a car out in the woods of Waskom for Beth to pick up but she hasn't had a driver's license in years and is having a hard time doing the drive home math. Part of my Beth In Crisis series. Distributed by Tubemogul.
My blackfooted sister went for a walk through the local cemetery where daddy was allegedly buried but my hopes were dashed when she came home again. Music courtesy Kevin MacLeod. Distributed by Tubemogul.
I love my burn barrel; my back yard, ever-smoking, 55-gallon, open-headed, carbon steel, fiery furnace of hellfire burn barrel. Distributed by Tubemogul.
A Sunset Blvd street poem from my Ironweed series about non-winning lottery tickets loose on my car's dashboard. Distributed by Tubemogul.
Every morning between 1 a.m. and 5 a.m. I am awakened by the following argument between my mother and my sister. EVERY MORNING. THE EXACT SAME ARGUMENT. Music courtesy Jason Shaw at audionautix. Distributed by Tubemogul.
My sister Beth slips into darkness, a before and after view. An episode of my Beth In Crisis series. Music courtesy Kevin MacLeod at Incompetech.com. Distributed by Tubemogul.
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